Q Money - Neat (Remix) [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

Wykonawca: Q Money
Data wydania: 2019-02-08
Gatunek:
Producent: Mr. 2-17
Tekst: G Herbo, Young Dolph, Flipp Dinero

Tekst piosenki

[Intro]
Think it's a game?

Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, yeah
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, yeah
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, haha
It's Q Money, ain't shit

[Hook: Q Money]
Yeah, I like my money real neat
Just like I like all my freaks
You said you’re fuckin with me, Imma just sip my lil tea
She let me fuck her for free, she charged your ass a fee
Fuck her on top of the cover then I still change the sheets
Wrist cost a quarter key, my wrist cost a quarter key
Yeah, yeah
I keep the gang with me, cause they gon’ bang for me (Keep goin!)
I show my ass out in public, you’d do the same shit if you came from nothing
I made it out, niggas say I got lucky, I’m doin’ my thing, only God can judge me

[Verse 1: Q Money]
My teachers done fucked me, but now they wanna fuck me
I’m stunting’, I keep me some bands in the duffle (That’s Louis V!)
When I was trappin’, I didn’t touch nothing
My lil niggas servin’ for me on the huffy
Bitch, I’m on fire, these hoes wanna puff me
Saint Laurent shades got me feeling like Puffy
Ain't it ironic that hoe called me ugly?
Now ain’t it ironic that bitch wanna fuck me?
She wanna suck me, I'm gettin' money, yeah, yeah
I been sayin' ain't shit funny
I get that bag and I blow that, yeah
Say you get money, then show that
This is Q money not Kodak
Watch where you bringin’ your hoe at

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
Niggas ain't fucking with me
Racks the same colour my teeth (Blues clues)
I signed a deal with the plug, he send a box every week
Used to get paid off a scale, now all I need is a beat
Bitches wave, I barely speak
This coupe came with no back seat
And I ain't drove it in weeks
Y'all play football in the grass
We play football in the streets, yeah, yeah
I pull right up on her
Sweep her right off of her feet, yeah
Told you, better swallow that shit
Don't get it all over my seats, uh
Bitch, this a Bentley, respect it
200 racks on a necklace

[Hook: Q Money]
I like my money real neat, just like I like all my freaks
You said you’re fuckin with me, Imma just sip my lil tea
She let me fuck her for free, she charged your ass a fee
Fuck her on top of the cover, then I still changed the sheets
Wrist cost a quarter key, my wrist cost a quarter key
I keep the gang with me, 'cause they gon’ bang for me (Keep goin!)
I show my ass out in public, you’d do the same shit if you came from nothing
I made it out, niggas say I got lucky, I’m doin’ my thing, only God can judge me

[Verse 3: YFN Lucci]
100k on me, real neat
Yes, I like my hoes on a leash
Yeah, I like my lil hoe petite
And I like my bank roll beast, yeah, uh
She wanna go on Dubai on a Monday
I told that bitch, I'm in Magic with money
She want me to come dick down her lil buddy
I just spent like 20 thou- on my luggage
Yeah, she always calling me ugly
Guess she wanna fuck 'cause the money
I'm rich as a bitch, Mr. Drummond
I'm in Kingston, put some Rum in it
AK on me, gotta drum in it
Your money ain't talking, you mumbling
You niggas ain't talking but rumbling
Time you get to set, man, you fumbling, uh
Your bitch tryna give me her box
Her nigga can't see me like Bird Box
If this shit was Belly, I'm Ox
I might gon' and rock me a fox
She always blowing my phone up, c4
She be looking, searching for me like Nemo
She want me to come and fuck her to Neo
I told her "I like my money real neat, hoe"

[Hook: Q Money]
I like my money real neat, just like I like all my freaks
You said you’re fuckin with me, Imma just sip my lil tea
She let me fuck her for free, she charged your ass a fee
Fuck her on top of the cover, then I still change the sheets
Wrist cost a quarter key, my wrist cost a quarter key
I keep the gang with me, 'cause they gon’ bang for me (Keep goin!)
I show my ass out in public, you’d do the same shit if you came from nothing
I made it out, niggas say I got lucky, I’m doin’ my thing, only God can judge me

[Verse 4: Peewee Longway]
Bitch wanna fuck but she know I ain't budging
Fucking my cousin, my low, we be thugging
Made my first quarter from flipping a bucket
My wrist cost a quarter, that's underwater
Honeycomb came with a [?]
My dealer be dripping the Arabian style
Lil bitch wanna fuck me, this dick got a tab
[?] Benjamin cook up a brick with these riches
Bitch twerk on the dick like she Nicki and Iggy
No love for no bitches like Dreezy and [?]
My money come neat like it's straight out the bizank(Bank)
30 round popping out the bizanger(banger)
Cuban linx of water on my neck, you can drizank(drank)
Nuff real drip like a sizank(sink, sank)
Seen a Lambo looking like I bust a penine
Niggas ain't fucking with the long wear, no angle
[?]
Head shot a nigga like I practice at the shooting range
I'm meeting with the DO, gotta let him see the drip
They coming mid set field, give a brick a pass meal
I got neat and 3 skiis on cash meal
2019 and my brain better health me
Glock 19 got the brain back [?]
Long way, bitch

[Hook: Q Money]
I like my money real neat, just like I like all my freaks
You said you’re fuckin with me, Imma just sip my lil tea
She let me fuck her for free, she charged your ass a fee
Fuck her on top of the cover, then I still change the sheets
Wrist cost a quarter key, my wrist cost a quarter key
I keep the gang with me
'Cause they gon’ bang for me (Keep goin!)
I show my ass out in public
You’d do the same shit if you came from nothing
I made it out, niggas say I got lucky
I’m doin’ my thing, only God can judge me

[Verse 5: Flipp Dinero]
Niggas they fucking with me 'cause I'm stacking
Them hundreds stay all in my jeans
I was just posted with all of my partners
Smoking no chronic, we stacking them G's
I don't get fucked by no niggas that's hating
I live what I wanna, I do what I please
I cannot fuck with a shorty but fuck it, I'm horny
I told that bitch get on her knees
All her shit tragic
When I'm flipping work when I thought it was a habit
When I'm flipping birds but I thought I really had it
Yeah, I give it all, man it turned me to a savage
Nah, I'm really focused, no, I'm nothing like your average
Yeah, that nigga's so cold, gotta stash it
No, my money don't float, know I gotta have it
Sipping on a slow mo, know I gotta have it
Money on the go though, no I cannot cap it

[Verse 6: G Herbo]
Who you know fucking with me?
Your bitch got a crib, but you don't got a key
She tryna leave just to fuck in a suite
I go to Miami and fuck her on the beach
She let me bust on her cheeks
And sure I got two cribs paid for
But I'ma stay in a room, cost a thousand a week
Really that bitch cost a thousand a night
But my agent be getting shit for the cheap(whistle)
And this bitch in my passenger, she ain't a dyke
Don't be fucking no hoes but she down for the night
I take a stack, put it down in my spite
That's 'cause a G like a hundred to me
Face is the same way my money be, neat
And I treat a bitch like she under my sneaks

[Hook: Q Money]
I like my money real neat, just like I like all my freaks
You said you’re fuckin with me, Imma just sip my lil tea
She let me fuck her for free, she charged your ass a fee
Fuck her on top of the cover, then I still change the sheets
Wrist cost a quarter key, my wrist cost a quarter key
I keep the gang with me
'Cause they gon’ bang for me (Keep goin!)
I show my ass out in public
You’d do the same shit if you came from nothing
I made it out, niggas say I got lucky
I’m doin’ my thing, only God can judge me

[Outro]
Think it's a game?

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